Many years ago, when I was abot 13, I saw my mom get a birching. I heard some crying from the basement, and I went down. Trough a half open door, I saw my mom on her knees on the floor. Her dress was up with her waist, and her panties where lowered. My dad was beating her bare...

Hello,
It has taken me much courage to share this incident and I hope people in this group understand my situation. I had never thought that I would ever see another side of my mom whom I thought I knew completely. I am also quite surprised that even though there are so many...